The Mikaelsons Family Tree Novels & Stories

To hear it now, in this poisoning green basin, felt like a deliberate puncture into her past. The stranger in the silver cloth didn't move from the shadow of the drainage vent. Their single, effortless grip on the lead wagon's axle held the multi-ton carriage completely stationary, preventing thirty outcast children from rolling backward into the churning gears of the primary ventilation fan. The unpolished moonstone mask they wore reflected the dull, flashing red alarms of the collapsing ceiling. The double-headed crest carved into the forehead of the mask was a piece of forbidden history. It was the mark of the House of Mikaelson before the high outcast rebellion—the original executioner l

Andrews. His hands are trembling in excitement as if seeing a mine of gold in front of him. He looks genuinely elated. “And they are lethal. The mob that I used to work on before once tried to abduct their only heir, they said a very young daughter. None of the kidnappers made it back from the family’s private island. My cousin was one of them. I never see him again after that. There were ambiguous rumors back then that the family had something to do with it. It’s unfortunate because we can’t seek help from the police.”, added Mikaela.

"Shit!" Micah scrambled up from the ground, pointing at Woody and loudly scolding, "You've caused a huge disaster! Do you even know who the Whales family of Kingsvale is? I can't believe you killed their son! "Brandon is their most favored child. Now that he's dead, we'll all be buried with him!" Woody cast a cold glance at Micah. From the moment he had entered the bar earlier, Micah had been lying on the ground like a corpse, looking severely injured and weak.

“There’s more.” He paused, watching their reactions carefully. “Mikael’s son is at Thornecrest.” The revelation landed like a bomb. All eyes snapped toward him. Xavier continued, unfazed by the tension. “He left his son the engine before disappearing. But there’s a catch. The boy is untraceable. I'm working on it.” Silence reigned for a beat. Then Ichiro, always the first to break the tension, chuckled darkly. “Well, looks like we’re back in business.”

Mikaelson held me back. ~~~END OF FLASHBACK ~~~~ My mother was right, in a way, everything did seem alright for a while. The Mikaelsons treated me like family. Claire, their daughter, became the sister I never had. Life with the Mikaelsons was like a fairy tale. Claire and I went to parties together, and I even had a boyfriend. I forgot my worries, my pain, and my past. But fairy tales don’t last forever.

She stood toe-to-toe with him now, the difference in height meaningless as her presence eclipsed his. “You don’t believe me? Then allow me to make it crystal clear.” She lifted a hand, and James brought up a digital projection on the wall. The massive screen lit up with a family tree. “Look closely. This is the **real** Yuncey family line. Starting with the patriarch, Clayton. He had two children—Miles and Alexandra. “Miles is your line. Timothy’s father. You, Quill, are the eldest son of the main house. Douglas, your son, is the first grandson.”

It was really inexplicable. Clayton paused, seemingly unconcerned with Quavon’s provocation. His tone was slack, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. “Right, Father. I’ve long been out of the scope of your succession plan, so don’t cook up imaginary enemies for yourself. Isaac’s opponent is Michael, who isn’t even ten years old yet. You should tell Isaac to beware of him instead.” Michael was the rightful heir in the Sloan family tree because he was born to Quavon’s most beloved youngest son.

Miles was a privileged heir from the Peck family, one of the Five Apex Families, and was on the same level as people like Elon from the Golding family. In Blumedale, he was naturally considered a top-tier second-generation elite. Lately, Miles had even started his own company, trying to break away from his family and build something on his own. That kind of ambition was not unusual among young heirs. After all, none of them wanted to be seen as soft trust-fund kids with no bite.

Makayla smiled as she introduced herself. “Right. Um, everyone, this is my family or my immediate family. My parents Apollo and Dionysia. My twin sister Reese and her husband, Don. And their babies Nik and Leo.” I quickly introduced my family. “Everyone, this is Xenia’s family. Her parents Jair and Luisa. And her siblings, Ace, Ofelia, and Amaya.” Hands were shaken, and general pleasantries were exchanged. “Okay, so everyone has met. Can we get back to your reveal Makayla?” Xenia asked. “How would Trevor know about my past with Alden?”

King Thorax smiled. “They are right, we had alot of ups and downs with William Afton and same goes with the Afton Family and Henry. Michael had family with Noah aka Ennard, Evan, Charlotte Emily, Cassidy & Henry Emily. They hated William Afton but that was thrown out the window when you came, Great Uncle.” said Susie. “So that means all grudges and rivalries ceased when I arrived.” I said with an amazed tone, I looked at Michael “Mike, where's Noah?” I asked him. Noah came out of Michael Afton’s wound, “I’m here Arnold” said Noah “is Michael pregnant?” I asked Noah “I didn’t asked him prior to your arrival” Noah explained “oh okay” I said with a surprised tone “to answer your question protec